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Two months.

That was all I had left to save Eren. One would think I would be crying in my bedroom, wondering why this was happening.
But I wasn't. My top priority was Eren and nothing on this earth could shake me off. So, I was going to smile, pretend that I didn't know this information.

When the time comes...it comes. I didn't have the energy to dwell on that. I had to be strong and clear minded.
If I came here for a reason, if I moved all the way from England—my ordinary, peaceful life. This would be the reason.

"Y/n, having a fear does not make you weak. Everyone is scared of something"

I still didn't understand how I could've possibly heard Eren's voice that time...Or those small visions I had in Lakewoods. They must mean something, right?
I wasn't delusional for thinking this. But again, I didn't have any more time to think about those things.

Save Eren, let him have a happy life. That was all I needed to do...what happens after, was uncertain. I wasn't going to tell Eren about moving, he didn't need to know that right now.

My form had landed on my soft bed, the side of my head relishing into the pillow. I glanced at the other place where Eren had occupied after we made up. When he came all the way here during the hefty rain, climbing into my balcony.

Eren never gave up. He always tried his best to jumble everything. He had to protect his mother, had to survive school, deal with me, and the hardest of all...his stepfather.

Eren was the strongest person I had ever known.
But he wasn't okay, he was hurting...a lot.

My lips squeezed together, the same drowsy sentiment wrapping around my heart. "He was just here..." I mumbled, my hand grazing the pillow he had used the previous nights. Before he was taken away.

When Eren was hurting, I was hurting.

I pulled the pillow closer to my chest, small tears pricking my eyes as I hugged it softly. "I miss you so much" I promised myself that I wasn't going to cry, but it was difficult.

Difficult when I had no clue of how he was doing. Was he hurting now too?...of course he was. I tried calling him again yesterday, but no answer was made.

I was beyond worried.

"Y/n...you have to let go"

"I'll save you...I won't leave you like this"

I struggled to rise up from the bed again, having my head pound from the lack of food and sleep. I could subconsciously hear his sweet voice telling me to eat and take care of my body.

"I have to take care of myself so that I can take care of him"

That was my top priority right now. Nothing came before Eren's well being.
Not even me.

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The fourth day and Eren was still gone. I felt like dropping all my belongings on the floor and cry. Why wasn't he back yet? What on earth was going on?

Josef was very angry...he—No, I couldn't think negatively. Eren would return soon and we will find a way to save him from that awful man.
Armin, Levi and Petra knew. They were a solid ground who were gonna push us towards that goal. And like Levi said, whatever we have to do...we will do it.

Sacrifice everything.

Right, isn't that what I've been doing all this time? Eren made me so unconditionally joyful that I was willing to throw anything away.